I flipped the f*cking switch a couple months ago
I've been on my album mode
Every week since Mike and me been cooped up in the studio
I had to pump out all these f*cking bangers, now I'm on a roll
Got my shit together, Summer Smith up on the microphone
I'm on the brink of something big, don't hold your breath
You're waiting for the fall greatness, you'll need patience at its best
I heard the rumors flying 'bout me, come and say it with your chest
Cut the drama, bitch, then cut my f*cking check
I got so much shit to say, I need to let it out
Call me f*cking Nick Kroll, need a bigger mouth
You f*ckers must be so bored when I'm not around considering I am the only thing that you talk about
And I don't f*cking blame you
I've been song dropping and country hopping
My bitch bad and her makeup poppin'
I flash it on the Instagram, I ain't never crop it
I took your last 3 weeks and pulled it out my pocket cause I'm
Married to the money, money married rich
I'm like a daddy to you bratty little kids
Got my brothers on my back and your sister on my dick
That's a f*cking family picture if I ever seen that shit like
Hit the flash, double back now
It's about time these local rappers stop acting out
I've been rapping circles round, pray I let you live it down
I should start charging for a feature but I show up for the underground
Now bust it down, give it attitude
Shake that thing north to south, baby, give me latitude
Put a little Remy to my head, no ratatouille
It's the weekend baby, tell me what we boutta do
Look, baby girl hit my line sweeter than cinnamon
Smoking that body, taste like carcinogens
Ride in the sky, mile high club veteran
Snakes on plane, Draco with the Slytherin
I keep drilling shit
USA government
Putting up numbers on my f*cking ben Simmons shit
I might f*ck around and start beefin' with the local kids
Cause god knows that without me y'all promotion-less
Married to the money, money married rich
I'm like a daddy to you bratty little kids
Got my brothers on my back and your sister on my dick
That's a f*cking family picture if I ever seen that shit like
The hardest part of ballin's hitting the target
I pop the shot like Harden, never been guarded
Go check the board, the scores never before this large I set the bar and get rewarded
It's arduous being a star
Young, never recorded
Y'all ain't seen steez like me since Michael Jordan
These college ballers would kill for it, it's extortion
So fortunate
I write it, I record it, I endorse it
My whole team get a slice, I split the portions
I am so f*cking beat from beating these dead horses
I was indie rap, now I'm in these rappers corpses
Now stand still
Say cheese for the portrait